The blood rose to his face and his cock plumped in his pants, making him uncomfortable. The description was so romantic and erotic that he almost felt...her tongue in his mouth. He closed his eyes and imagined her hands in his hair and her lips moving softly against his. Would she whisper his name as she gave herself to him? ‘Yes.’ He answered audibly, his hand rubbing his denim-clad cock. He found himself wanting to hear her voice, wanting to know that her cries were his and his alone. He eased. Doc J, everyone called him; a middle-aged man who reminded me of Bobby from Dallas (back in the old days - tall, dark, handsome). As nurse Helen's breasts started to move away, I realized he was talking to me. "So now your bloods are done, we just need some other samples from you. Urine, feces, and semen." Although he didn't look up from his notes, he must have seen my face. "We need to cover all our bases, I'm sure you understand." He gave me 3 collection cups, and pointed me to a room.Inside. He looks down at me with a look of lust inhis eyes. He has full control of me body and soul and he knows it.."Since you have been a good girl I will let you ride my cock!" he states.He removes the rubber panties and the dildo slips free of my pussy with aslurping sound. He casually tosses them aside as he moves to a low couchat the edge of the room. I follow my pussy aching to be used. Heleisurely sprawls on the couch and watches me with a smile on his face asI struggle to mount the couch. I. ‘You can’t touch me there!’ ‘Oh, Kitty, you fancy yourself a woman of the world, but you are quite ignorant of the erotic arts, my dear. Allow me to school you.’ Kitty opened her mouth to protest but was shocked into silence by the sudden sheathing of his shaft,coupled with the relentless probing of that rude finger, which threatened to break the surface and worm its way inside her back passage. Kitty did not know whether to moan with satisfaction at the wonderfully deep penetration of his.